The Tongue - The Wrong One lyrics

[Intro: Urthboy] Now you know that's not Elgusto And it's most definitely not the Tongue And no one mistakin' it for Ozi Batla right? My names Urthboy, now here we go [Urthboy] The crowd all watch and shouted the shot Now we off and running we out of the blocks You've already put in your lot Unable to stop like Peter, follow the leader Leave it all out on the line You'll see that faint ideas get early graves On top of a face to save There's still more mistakes you're waiting to make [The Tongue] You backing the bull or the matador son I'm backing the sword, I'm backing the pen It's mightier than any weapon you got Stop Turn it up Gus I'm ready to rock Not Gonna misplace my bets now , no sweat now Put a thousand on those Elefant Traks boys to pull their best out [Ozi Batla] Man you got no credits left now Like a pokie addict you incorrectly adding up your takings Who got you shaking? We take you to task and while the fun lasts The bandwagon stays gagging for the favourite When the underdog takes the vet to read you what your sayin' [Hook: The Tongue with Urthboy] You backed the wrong one Long shots stole ya thunder You backed the wrong one You had the rug pulled out from under You backed the wrong one You fall in, we all in Hate to be the one to break it to you but you backed the wrong one [Ozi Batla] The sound of those drums make this field look like a cattle run You wasted your time making those tallys of battles won But that all comes to naught so hold that thought Until your nose is past the last post Charge gla**es and make it the winning toast Who's having the last laugh? [Urthboy] Well you looking at him and you wouldn't want him to be getting ahead So you putting one on him But who are you conning? The one just born, from the Titaninc, come up from the storm You backed the forward, we pulled your card Built on sand we pull it apart Forget your cla**, forget your cast It's how you carry your scars [The Tongue] It's funny how moments are frozen in time Vital mistakes turn to stone in your mind They whip you across that finishing line And there's always another who's better designed Is it luck? Is it faith? Is it sk**? Is it talent? Coordination, strength or balance? Or none of them, or the sum of them Standing on giants shoulders is humbling [Hook] The long shot stole your thunder You backed the wrong one You had the rug pulled out from under You backed the wrong one You fall in, we all in It seemed certain But when it's said and done You backed the wrong one